I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
...
the site i am dreaming
December 2025
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
so an active mazelike process
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.so the method has to be autonomous
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
no longer writing in the third person
currently
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
"Put a blanket."